I’m not sure which god––or demon––led me to it, but I just happened to pick up a newspaper article (from the Parade magazine, I think) that talked about the joy of tidying up. I don’t know what possessed me, but I decided that the stack of greeting cards that had piled up on my piano for the past several Christmases and birthdays should be looked at again, with a view to keeping ones with addresses I might need or photographs…..
Recently, I read an article that discussed “guerilla tactics” for successful book launches. I’m sure you’re familiar with most of the tactics: use traditional media outlets, but also reach out to social media; offer discounts and relate the launch to special events; and especially, do what you do best.
A friend of mine, Dottie Dettmering, who is 95 years…..
I belong to several different writers’ groups. Some people might think I suffer from a form of overkill. But I believe each group offers a different perspective on the writing life, and that I can benefit from them all as I seek to achieve my dream of SUCCESS as an author.
One group is made up of seven women, “girls who just wanna have fun.” We have been collectively writing a novel, one chapter at a time, one writer at…..
You know that old saying: “It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you in trouble––it’s what you know that ain’t so.”
Those of you who know me well know that I am actually shy (unless I’m on stage), and I hesitate to say something for certain unless I feel very strongly about the veracity of my thoughts. In other words, I hesitate to say anything unless I know for certain that it “IS so.” Even then, I’m often…..
The following item was written by Sheila Lester, a member of my writers critique group, The Scribblers. I think many of us have experienced something similar…unless we’re under age 21.
When I die, my idea of Heaven will be a place that is NOT filled with any electronic, electrical, mechanical, technical, or any other kind of “ical” or “nic” items. I do not want to see, hear, touch, smell, or taste anything that has to do with The Web, The…..
A book is usually made up of 60,000 to 100,000 words recorded on paper or in a digital storage device, with one word following another in such a way that the whole makes a sensible, entertaining, enlightening whole. If you’re lucky, you’ll finish the thing after a year or so and people will want to pay good money for the end product. And then, with high expectations, you’ll start to write another one.
i saw this posted on Facebook, and I just had to share it. Of course, when a person buys MY book, “D Is For Dysfunctional…and Doo Wop,” he or she is really buying my entire life, because I didn’t leave out very much––only the dull parts.
I’m almost ready to publish another book, “Doo Wops in Paradise,”…..
One of my dear friends, Dottie Dettmering, is 95 years young, and a member of my writers critique group, The Scribblers. The group meets in a local retirement community, and we’ve been asked to write an article for the community’s newsletter each month. Dot submitted an essay she had written a few years ago, entitled “There’s Always Something To Write About.” I’ve included the item below, for your enjoyment. But…watch for a “surprise” at the end: –––––––––– I had gone…..
This post is written by guest blogger, Sheila Lester
I was checking Facebook the other day, and on my homepage an item attracted my attention. I knew I must share it with you, my friends.
Keeping abreast (an accidental play-on-words) of the latest hairstyles, make-up trends, and fashion has always been of interest to me. Sadly, I don’t emulate what I see happening. Capri pants and T-shirts are my main costume. Comfort is my mantra. Somewhere in the back of…..
I woke up this morning with my clock radio playing Porgy and Bess on KBAQ radio, one of the few remaining classical radio stations in the country. This stunning recording seemed a great way to start my 76th year–with beautiful music!
Then, I tried to get up. Owwww! My hips hurt, my back ached, my legs seemed to be made of limp spaghetti. When I finally got out of bed, I had to wait for a moment until I…..
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